The sun bleeds,
the air is cold,
all the world is silent.
If you’re reading this thank you for taking time it if your day to read my writing. I hope you still return in the future!
-Alina
Alina Happy Hansen
Writer in San Francisco, CA
- SF
In May, the fog slips
Into the city nestling
Against glass and steel
I am perched at the bar and
Swim in music and murmurs